Ambrosia POV
“I don’t like him,” I said. I probably could’ve waited until the door was closed all the way, but I didn’t and I didn’t think twice about it. “He seems like he knows more than he’s letting on, and he’s manipulating us. Or them. I don’t know- but he is manipulating.”
“I agree, I’m just not sure what our best angle is here,” Elijah said. “I need to call Jerome and settle this business with the Alpha Council.”
“Speaker?” I asked, dropping my bag on the floor.
He shook his head. “I feel like someone could be listening in here.” I tried not to let my disappointment show on my face, but he did some digging in his bag and brought out a headset. “Actually, here.” He handed me one earbud and put the other in his ear, then dialed.
“How’d it go?” Jerome asked. The words came out ju
